| Summertime
Summertime, time, time,
Child, the living's easy.
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton's high, Lord, so
high.
Your daddy's rich
And your ma is so good-looking,
baby.
She's looking good now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby,
baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, don't you
cry.
Don't you cry!
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise, rise
up singing,
You're gonna spread your
wings,
Child, and take, take to
the sky,
Lord, the sky.
Until that morning
Honey, n-n-nothing's going
to harm you now,
No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no,
Don't you cry,
Cry.
Mercedes Benz
Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a Mercedes Benz ?
My friends all drive Porsches,
I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime,
no help from my friends,
So Lord, won't you buy me
a Mercedes Benz ?
Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a color TV ?
Dialing For Dollars is trying
to find me.
I wait for delivery each
day until three,
So oh Lord, won't you buy
me a color TV ?
Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a night on the town ?
I'm counting on you, Lord,
please don't let me down.
Prove that you love me and
buy the next round,
Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a night on the town ?
Everybody!
Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a Mercedes Benz ?
My friends all drive Porsches,
I must make amends,
Worked hard all my lifetime,
no help from my friends,
So oh Lord, won't you buy
me a Mercedes Benz ?
That's it!
Me And Bobby Mcgee
Busted flat in Baton Rouge,
waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near as
faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
just before it rained
It rode us all the way into
New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out
of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while Bobby
sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin'
time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that
driver knew, yeah
Freedom's just another word
for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' don't mean nothin'
hon' if it ain't free, no no
And feelin' good was easy,
Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was
good enough for me
Good enough for me and my
Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mine
to the California sun
There Bobby shared the secrets
of my soul
Through all kinds of weather,
through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me
from the cold
One day up near Salinas,
Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home
and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all o' my
tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body
next to mine
Freedom's just another word
for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that's all that
Bobby left me, yeah
But if feelin' good was
easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good
enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my
Bobby McGee
La-da-da La-da-da-da La-da-da
da-da da-da
La-da-da da-la-da la-da,
Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da-la-da-la-da La-da-la-da-da
La-da-la-da-la-la, Bobby
McGee, yeah
La-da-da La-da-da La da-da
La da-da
La-da-da La da-da La da-da
Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my
Bobby McGee, yeah
Lo-da-lo da-la-lo-da-la
Lo-da-la-lo da-la-lo la-la-lo
la-la-lo la-la
Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my
Bobby McGee, yeah
Lord, I call him my lover,
call him my man
I said I call him my lover,
did the best I can, c'mon
Hey now Bobby now, hey now
Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da la-da la-da la-da
la-da la-da la-da la-la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee,
Lord!
La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da
la-da la-da la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee,
yeah
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Ball
And Chain
Yeah! Alright!
Sittin' down by my window,
Honey, lookin' out at the
rain.
Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin'
down by my window,
Baby, lookin' out at the
rain.
Somethin' came along, grabbed
a hold of me,
And it felt just like a
ball and chain.
Honey, that's exactly what
it felt like,
Honey, just dragging me
down.
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa,
now hon', tell me why,
Why does every single little
tiny thing I hold on goes wrong ?
Yeah it all goes wrong,
yeah.
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa,
now babe, tell me why,
Why does every thing, every
thing.
Hey, here you gone today,
I wanted to love you,
Honey, I just wanted to
hold you, I said, for so long,
Yeah! Alright! Hey!
Love's got a hold on me,
baby,
Feels just like a ball and
chain.
Now, love's just draggin'
me down, baby, yeah,
Feels like a ball and chain.
I hope there's someone out
there who could tell me
Why the man I love wanna
leave me in so much pain.
Yeah, maybe, maybe you could
help me, come on, help me!
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa,
now hon', tell me why,
Now tell me, tell me, tell
me, tell me, tell me, tell me why, yeah.
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa,
whoa, when I ask you,
When I need to know why,
c'mon tell me why, hey hey hey,
Here you've gone today,
I wanted to love you and
hold you
Till the day I die.
I said whoa, whoa, whoa!!
And I say oh, whoa, whoa,
no honey
It ain't fair, daddy it
ain't fair what you do,
I see what you're doin'
to me and you know it ain't fair.
And I say oh, whoa whoa
now baby
It ain't fair, now, now,
now, what you do
I said hon' it ain't fair
what, hon' it ain't fair what you do.
Oh, here you gone today
and all I ever wanted to do
Was to love you
Honey an' I think there
can be nothing wrong with that,
Only it ain't wrong, no,
no, no, no, no.
Sittin' down by my window,
Lookin' at the rain.
Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin'
down by my window,
Lookin' at the rain, see
the rain.
Somethin' came along, grabbed
a hold of me,
And it felt like a ball
and chain.
Oh this can't be in vain
And I'm gonna tell you one
just more time, yeah, yeah!
And I say oh, whoa whoa,
now baby
This can't be, no this can't
be in vain,
And I say no no no no no
no no no, whoa!
And I say whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa
Now now now now now now
now now now no no not in vain
Hey, hope there is someone
that could tell me
Hon', tell me why,
Hon', tell me why love is
like
Just like a ball
Just like a ball
Baaaaaaalllll
Oh daddy, daddy, daddy,
daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy
And a chain.
Yeah!
Goodnight and thank you for
coming and have a happy happy Easter Sunday.
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